He looked down at me and sighed. “Terrified, but I refused to let it get me down.”
My eyes burned. “I often wondered how you were doing. I searched for you on the internet to see if I could find anything, but nothing ever came up. Levi was the one who told me you were on the mend. After that, he never spoke a word about you.”
He nodded. “He was only doing what I asked. It took a year to walk again. My parents found the best physical therapists around and they worked with me nonstop. After I got all my strength back, my parents moved to Florida and I transferred to a different college so I could finish my degree. I was able to join the FBI shortly thereafter.”
Tears fell down my cheeks and I turned away. We were supposed to go to the same college so we could be together. “I wish I could’ve been there to help you. I can’t imagine what you must’ve gone through.”
“It wasn’t easy,” he murmured. “There were times I’d wake up in a ball of sweat and reach for my phone, wanting nothing more than to hear your voice. Only, I never could finish the call.”
My heart broke even more. “I wish you would’ve. When I heard you got better, I thought I’d see you around campus. I kept hoping I would, but you never showed up.” I faced him again. “Why did you transfer?”
I could see the pain in his eyes. “I didn’t want to hurt you. Plus, you’re younger than me. You needed a chance at life without being attached. As much as it killed me, I had to let you go, so you could find out who you were on your own.”
“I could’ve done that with you, Logan. Yes, I had some growing up to do, but my heart was yours; it always has been.”
He brushed his thumb across my lips, his blue gaze heated and raw. “That’s why I won’t make the same mistake twice.” Wrapping his arms around my waist, he pulled me into his lap and I straddled him. “I love you, Kassie. You have no idea how long I’ve waited to say that.”
I kissed him hard, my tears falling on his face. Grabbing his hand, I held it to my cheek and closed my eyes. “And I love you.”
“Say it again,” he commanded. “Only this time, look at me.”
My pulse sped rapidly as I opened my eyes. “I love you, Logan. I never stopped.” My whole body trembled as he stared back at me, his breaths deep and fast.
He pressed his lips to mine, groaning as he pushed his tongue inside. Picking me up in his arms, he carried me down the hall to my room, gently laying me on the bed. My heart pounded so hard, I was sure he could hear it.
His fingers brushed the hem of my shirt and he slowly lifted it over my head, keeping his gaze on mine as he unclasped my bra. Gently, he cupped my breasts and kneaded them with his warm, strong hands. Bending down, he flicked his tongue over a pert nipple, sending a shot of electricity straight to my core. Lifting his shirt over his head, he then worked on lowering his shorts. I helped him out and ripped mine off as well. The sooner I felt him against me, and inside me, the better.
Covering me with his body, he kissed his way up to my lips. “I want to make love to you, Kassie.”
My heart pounded. He pressed against my opening, but I licked my hand and reached down, taking hold of his length, gliding up and down before he could enter me. My thumb rubbed over the tip and a bead of moisture spread across my finger. I loved how easily I turned him on.
“It feels so good when you touch me.” His head was down, watching me play with him. His beautiful ass flexed as he pushed into my hand. Having had enough, he placed his hand on mine and moved it above my head, clasping his fingers through mine. The other he used to position himself at my entrance, easing himself inside. Moaning, I gripped his hand and held it tight. With slow, gentle strokes he pushed in and pulled out, over and over. It wasn’t hard and fast, like when we’d had sex all those times before. He was truly making love to me.
When his lips found mine, I couldn’t keep my eyes from blurring. Logan saw the first drop fall and his brows furrowed. “What’s wrong, baby?” he asked gently.
I shook my head and squeezed his hand. “Nothing. Everything is right for once. Don’t stop.”
Picking up the pace, he held himself above me on his elbows and wiped away my tears. Lips trembling, more tears fell, but he kissed them away, licking them off his lips. My heart soared. He loved me. Bringing my knees up to give him a deeper angle, he lifted up and grabbed hold of my legs, pushing them to either side of me on the bed. From this position, both of us could watch him enter me as his thrusts got harder, sounds of our skin slapping filled the air.
When my orgasm hit, his grunts of satisfaction and completion only made it that much more enjoyable. It was the most passionate and fulfilling level of intimacy I’d ever experienced.